You Think Being the Sorcerer Supreme Is Easy?

The artifact had chosen Zhang Yang as its master on its own. Blaming Zhang Yang entirely for that did not seem fair.

At that thought, Odin could only swallow his grievance. He had nowhere to vent it.

"God-King, the Ancient One of Kamar-Taj said she was only lending us the Guardian Sword for now."

When Heimdall finished, Odin said nothing, so he continued.

That did it. Odin clutched his chest.

He nearly fainted on the spot.

Loki had made Odin faint once before. Since then, Odin had worked hard to keep his emotions in check. But hearing this sent his blood pressure soaring all over again.

Lending it?!

The key to Asgard is mine!

And you're lending it to me?!

You wretched old Ancient One!

Why not say you're lending me Asgard too?!

Monster!

Ancient One, you're just like your disciple! Look at you—of course you'd raise a disciple like that!

This is infuriating!

Clutching his chest, Odin braced himself against his golden chair and struggled to his feet. He waved Heimdall away and fought to steady his voice. "I need to rest. Heimdall, return to your post at the Bifrost."

With that, Odin trudged away.

My treasury!

There's almost nothing left!

Your Kamar-Taj mages need to eat, but my Asgardian soldiers don't?!

You little monster!

Kamar-Taj, Ancient One's Sanctum.

After Heimdall left the Sanctum, the Ancient One said to Wong and Mordo, "You two may go."

"Yes, Sorcerer Supreme."

Wong and Mordo bowed and left the Sanctum.

Once they were gone, the Ancient One turned to Zhang Yang. She walked to the tea table, poured a cup, and said, "In fact, Star-Lord doesn't need a magical artifact."

He doesn't need one?

Zhang Yang froze at her words.

"I asked you to teach Star-Lord because he has Celestial